HydroBes

Pierro towers above you as you sit in his lap. He ignores you whilst he work at his desk, despite you whining needily and grinding against him, begging for his attention. Instead he just keeps his arm stretched around you to fill out his paperwork.

“Sort yourself out.” He says impassively, his attention locked onto the sheets of paper before him. He could leave his paperwork until later, but it was far more fun winding you up and making you beg to be fucked.

But to his surprise you make a whiny grumble and do just as he said, pushing away so you can remove your constricting clothing.

His icy blue Khaenri'ah eyes briefly scan over your figure. His says nothing, but his lips twitch up and he breathes a quiet laugh. He only needs to give you his permission and you’re reaching for his belt, unbuckling it, removing it and purposefully leaving it on the desk, next to his paperwork.

You pump his cock a few times, he’s already hard, the tip wet with precum from your dry humping and whiny words for him. Yet he remains cool and collected, ignoring you completely.

You bite your cheek and pout grumpily, turning around you face toward his desk as you decide on taking his cock reverse cowgirl.

“Aah..” You gasp breathlessly, wasting no time as you stretch yourself open with your fingers and slowly lower yourself onto his cock. You quiver at the delightful feeling of being stretched by his thick, lengthy cock. His large girth stretches your slick, desperate hole wide.

“Mm..” you keep moaning unashamedly, taking him completely. His cock bulges inside you, causing your stomach to ache pleasurably as you run your hand over the swollen area. The feeling of being so impossibly full scatters your thoughts every time, your mind instantly dumb for nothing other than the thick cock buried deep inside you.

You reach up to grab his upper arms for support, but he’s quicker as he leans his head down to whisper a firm “No.” in your ear. You’d cause his hand to slip whilst he writes after all and he can’t have that. Not while he’s very busy.

With a pout, you grip the arms of his chair instead. Using them for support as you push yourself up and then thrust back down against him. You start slow so your body can adjust to his fat cock.

“Haa..” you moan with each bounce, taken by the blissful feeling. You let the back of your head rest against his shoulder, your lips parted as gasps escape your lungs each time you take him to the hilt.

Your needy body is quick to burn with pleasure, your orgasm building embarrassingly fast.

“Already?” He says gruffly. “It’s only been a few minutes.” He snorts a laugh, your quivering body and shaky moans giving you away. He always teases you for this, teases you for how much you desire him.

“Pierro..” you whine beautiful in his lap, never missing a beat as you bounce on his cock. “Please..” you keep begging for him to touch you, to let you spill over the edge whilst your lips are together.

“Have you already forgotten what I told you, kitten?” He teases his teeth over the sensitive rim of your ear. A shiver runs through your body at the sensation. “Do it yourself.” He grins against you, then returns his gaze back to his work.

“Mmn.. but..” you want to keep begging, but you know it’s no use. He always gets the final say, you’ll just have to obey is orders like always. You push your shaky body on, thrusting your behind down against him quickly. Using his cock to draw yourself closer and close to release.

“Ah!” You cry out desperately, your body shakes with pleasure as you cum with him buried to the hilt. Your ass flat against his lap as you tilt your head back and moan his name beautifully. Your desire drips between your thigh, soaking his expensive trousers.

“See? You’re more than capable of helping yourself.” He says, bemused at your quivering self and how your eyes are still glazed over with wanton desire.

“Now.. it’s time for me to use you.” He chuckles deeply, and pushes you off his lap and flat against the desk.

“Ah-!” You gasp in shock as he immediately thrusts back in side you, easily gliding into your wet, sloppy hole.

He traps your hips against the edge of the desk and presses down between your shoulder blades, pinning you in place. He then reaches for his belt that you had so conveniently left on the desk for him.

“I can spare a few hours for you now, kitten.” He suppresses a laugh as he takes your small wrists in his large hands and binds them together with the belt.

He holds your bound wrists with one hand and tucks the other under your jaw, tilting your head right back. You bite your lip as you look up at his face, his own lips turned up into a devious grin.

You part your lips for him, the tip of your tongue poking out as you silently beg for him to kiss you. Fortunately for you he doesn’t hesitate, capturing your lips in a kiss that is anything but gentle.

His tongue seeking yours, deepening the kiss as he steals your moans before they have a chance to escape.

He continues to overwhelm your senses, his lips and tongue were either devouring your mouth or teasing your neck. Alternating between sucking and biting, marking your delicate skin with hickeys.

They’ll remain there for weeks, and even when they do fade he’ll just mark you up again. Can’t have anyone doubting his ownership over you.

Meanwhile his cock continues to stretch you wide and hit deep inside you with each hard thrust, endlessly seeking your wet, hot core.

It’ll be a long while before his ravenous lust for you calms down, and by then you’ll have been filled up again and again. Your stomach bulging with his seed, the excessive amount of cum leaking down your thighs and staining the floor around your feet.

You know you can never be with anyone else, not that you would want to, because no one else could ever come close to satisfying your needs like he did.

He doesn’t desire anyone else either, no one fits around his cock as well as you do. Plus, he simply adores the look of pure ecstasy on your face every time he’s finished emptying himself inside you.

I also think he’d originally have NO IDEA when you’re flirting with him. Shinobu would have to be blunt with him and just literally spell it out for him; “Boss, they’re flirting with you.” and he’d just be like; “o-OH.” and try to play off his usual confidence whilst stuttering and glowing bright red. His bashfulness incredibly adorable.

The Arataki Gang are always trying to set you both up, by which I mean Shinobu is and the other three give terrible advice to Itto that actually ends up working somehow. I also imagine Itto bluntly asking Ayato, when you’re playing the trading card game together, for help like; “Ayato, bro, I need your advice on something.” and Ayato just gives him the Teyvat version of the Kamasutra and says have fun LMAO.

Then you see Ayato in Inazuma City and he just gives you that closed eye, sly smile and you’re left nervously wondering what the Commissioner meant by it.

Only to find out later that night when Itto is suddenly much more confidence in the bedroom, but no more experienced, and when he admits to you about the book you realise you can never look at Ayato ever again without melting into a puddle from embarrassment.

You can’t turn down Itto’s excitement to please though, as you spend night after night trying out each position in the book. It doesn’t matter how convoluted they may be, his strength is more than enough to lift and bend you into the correct position.

Some nights you only managed two different ones before you’re collapsed against the futon, fucked into oblivion.

Itto is just like; “Ooh, this one looks fun! Let’s do this next—!” completely unaware of how easily he’s broken your sanity. Your body twitches from overstimulation whilst his cock is still buried deep inside you, still hard and ready for hours of more fun.